GM Debug's Kids and Parents game (Inactive)

Game Master DebugAMP

Sorry, crazy busy last few days.

Savannah pats Nalu on the back. "Nice to meet you, friend! You alright?"

Fuzzzy smiles at the strange people. "What hurt you?" he asks.

"What hurt you?" the hat echoes.

Lady Naysha smiles. ”Nice hippocampus, Nalu!” She pats Kelp on the head.

“Ship? I think I remember seeing a ship... The current caught us and pulled us in.” He feels the side of his head. “I fear I was dashed against the rock, but I don’t entirely remember.”

Kelp finds a place to rest on the rocky beach.

“I was on a diplomatic visit to another undersea community. I underestimated the currents’ strength. I must return to my people and tell them of this phenomenon.”

He seems utterly exhausted... as does Kelp.

"Do you have any idea for the unexplained behavior of the currents?"

"You look sleepy. You should rest first."

Lady Naysha looks around to see if there is anything interesting on the beach.

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 16

If it's dark she casts light on Miss Whiskers again.

"Undersea community? Where? And where again?! I'd like to hear about that!"

"Hear about that!"

Nalu shakes his head at Endir's question. “I have never seen anything like this. My people do speak of times in the past when events on the Planes of Air or Water have affected our seas; whether or not that is what this is, it is the first of its kind that I have seen.”

He unhooks the saddle bags from Kelp and offers them to the party. "I'll need to rest before I return home, but these will only slow down poor Kelp. He's already exhausted as it is."

The bags contain a masterwork trident, an underwater light crossbow with 20 bolts, two potions of cure light wounds, four potion sponges, a compass, a signal whistle, and a carved obsidian figurine worth 30 gp.

He nods towards Fuzzzy "I'll let my people know of your kindness, but you may find our community inhospitable to surface dwellers."

Savannah accepts the gear with a grin. "Thank you, Nalu. You're a generous soul! I wish you all the blessings of my god."

Savannah takes out her wand and heals everyone with it.

Healing Savannah: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8 Up to full.
Healing Endir: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8 Up to full.
Healing Nalu: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9 Is he healed now?

Is anyone else, or Kelp wounded?

"Good luck on your journey, wherever it may take you. For now, Kelp and I will find a place to rest before beginning our journey home."

Nalu and Kelp seem more exhausted than anything. They seem content to find an outcropping and take a nap before their journey home. Nalu doesn't need any additional healing, so you can save that wand charge.

The waters seem to get harsher and harsher as they funnel into a narrow passage at the north end of the cave. The tides jerk the boat side to side, shoving it dangerously close to the rocks at the side.

Once you begin to move forward, I'm going to need a Strength, Dex, or Profession (Sailor) check to navigate the boat through the passage. Only one person can make this check but everyone else can aid. From a quick glance, it looks like your highest bonuses would be with Endir or Ela's +3 Dex.

DEX!!: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

I don't have kn. local, anyone else?

"Wow, the water is getting pretty choppy here!"

The water is pulling this way Endir, so row against it and let it list to the middle!

She grabs an oar and tries to help him with beat the strong currents with finesse and timing.

DEX, aid: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16 Putting Endir's result to 20

Endir is able to wrestle the oars to keep the boat level and guide it through the small passage and to a beach beyond.

The wind is fierce in the flooded tunnel, which terminates at a peninsula of sand and rock where the waves lash at the ground with stinging force. At the center of the underground island, a blue-green dragon with seahorse-like fronds and frills stands defiantly beside a rip in reality that hovers half-submerged next to the island. The water churns to a feverish cone-shaped tempest, drawing into its chaotic dance anything that floats, swims or flies. Debris creates a pile of flotsam at the back of the cave similar to the mounds of broken ships outside the cave mouth. “Ah,” the dragon says, “you’ve passed the Trial of the Tempest, and so you’ve been judged fit to serve me. Welcome, dear mortals. You may set down your arms and kneel before your new master.”

Oh! No thank you, we’re just passing through, investigating local phenomena and so forth.

Ela ignores its instruction to kneel and begins immediately with questions.

Ah! So the winds and current changes, that was you? And it’s meant to be some kind of test? Why do you desire followers here of all places?

Bluff, naivety: 1d20 ⇒ 15
Sense motive for next response: 1d20 ⇒ 16

"My arms?" Fuzzzy asks curiously looking at his literal arms. "Oh, I can't set those down. I can kneel though!"

Fuzzzy kneels on the ground with a big grin on his face.

After a few moments he asks Bobby, "What am I doing on the ground?"

"On the ground!"

"Hoooo!"

"REALLY?! How exciting!" Fuzzzy looks at the dragon and asks, "Tell me, Master Dragon, but what should I call you? And how, exactly, would I be serving you? Is this a long-term commitment? Because my owl tells me I have other oaths I'll need to keep one day. Saving the world, and such."

"Exciting! Saving the world and such!"

Lady Naysha is not a greedy woman. But Miss Whiskers is. So at the insistence of her best friend (and because no one else took anything) Lady Naysha packs up all the treasure they have that no one has claimed. Miss Whiskers is a very happy bunny.

Or, Lady Naysha says she is, at least. No one else thinks she looks any different than before.

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"Wheee! Good sailing, Ela and Endir!" Lady Naysha exclaims. She throws her hands in the air. "WHEEEEEEE!"

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When they arrive in front of the dragon, Lady Naysha waves at it. "Hi there! I'm sorry, but I already have a master. It's Miss Whiskers." Lady Naysha shows off Miss Whiskers. "But you are rather regal looking. I can be your friend. Wouldn't that be nice? I'm really good at telling jokes."

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16

“I am the Tempest Monarch, Ruler of Air and Sea. You may call me ‘monarch,’ or ‘my ruler.’ None of you shall approach further unless you swear undying fealty to me! The tempest is mine to study and control... and only my thralls shall be permitted access. Renounce all of your masters, kneel before me as your master now and forevermore or face my WRATH!”

"Study and control?" Savannah repeats aloud. "Wait. So you didn't CREATE it? It was here already?"

A moment later she asks her companions. "What is it?"

Hoot hoot! This is Bobby, telling you to look at the riiiiiiiift Fuzzzy.... Hoootity hoot hoot planes and arcana hoooooot! lol

Ela looks at the dragon-walrus a little more closely to see what she might recall about it...

Knowledge (arcana): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23

and the tear in reality next to it...

Knowledge (planes): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

Ela is able to identify the Tempest Monarch oas a Brine Dragon, a young extraplaner dragon with origins from the plane of water. You may ask 1 additional question about it.

The dragon rears its head back as though to breathe whatever horrible vapors, flames, or caustic fluids this type does, as Ela begins peering at the anomaly. You shall take no moves within my domain without my consent! Kneel before me as my thrall or be destroyed."

You're not able to really gather any information about it without taking a good careful look, probably from several angles (some of which may be a tad dangerous).

"What's that Bobby? Oh, yes! Quite right!" Fuzzzy stares at the rift. With Bobby's guidance!

Since Fuzzzy can't see the rift very well he gets up and starts to walk closer to it. "I was kneeling nicely Master Dragon. Can I go look at that lovely thing you have over there. It looks very important and my owl says I'm rather clever."

Then he gets up from the ground and starts to wander closer and look at the rift from wherever he safely can.

Knowledge Arcana: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 9 + 1 = 16
Knowledge Planes: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 9 + 1 = 29

"Clever!"

"Oh, I don't want to be destroyed, thanks." Lady Naysha says. ”But, I can’t give up Miss Whiskers. Can I just stand here, then? I won’t move.”

”Hey, want to hear a joke? What do you do with a green dragon?”

”Why are dragons good story tellers?”

”Little known fact is dragons are great pianists…”

Perform Comedy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

But the dragon doesn't seem to like her dragon jokes!

"Hahaha!"
Endir laughs at the Jokes.

"If you will not kneel than you shall BE DESTROYED!"

The dragon blasts out a line of acid, bathing Savannah and Fuzzzy in the caustic spray, before taking to the air 40 ft above.

Acid Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (5, 5, 5) = 15 Ouch.... Reflex DC 13 for half

Round 1:
Tempest Monarch (40 ft up)
Ela
Naysha
Savannah (Save vs Acid)
Fuzzzy (Save vs Acid)
Endir

Additional question about the brine dragon: resistances

She wasn't taking it too seriously before, but Ela suddenly becomes alarmed at the dragon's escalation. She moves to protect herself before things get worse!

Cast shield, standard action, +4 shield AC, duration 2m/20 rounds
Reload pistol, move action

Lady Naysha points at the dragon and says something in a strange language.

She giggles, then waits eagerly for something to happen.

Readying an action to use whimsical prank as soon as the dragon comes within 30 ft.

Fuzzzy's Reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

Bobby puts a wing to his head and shakes it. ”Hooo….” He sends a burst of light into Fuzzzy, giving him some guidance.

Fuzzzy nods his head. ”Did I? Yes, I suppose I DID kneel! Why did I get shot?” Fuzzzy shrugs. [b]”Perhaps the dragon is blind?”

Fuzzzy pulls out a scroll and reads it. ”MAGE ARMOUR!” As the scroll crumbles to dust he grins.

”MAGE ARMOUR!” the hat echoes.

"Hey! That wasn't very nice!

He moves to a better vantage point. then...

Endir starts muttering to himself in a strange language...

Not actually casting a spell.
bluff: 1d20 ⇒ 13

He then touches his bow and fires!

Mr. Excoman forgot his attack rolls, and has retired for the night. He has authorized me as teh dad to cover for him :) I don't think the bluff really has a game effect, and was just for fun?

Endir longbow attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15
P arrow damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5

Reflex: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

Savannah moves to dodge the blast but realizes it will put Fuzzzy in more danger! She hesitates and grits her teeth, taking the full brunt of the blast to protect the old man! Yeah... that's totally how that fail happened. Haha.

Heavily wounded, Savannah lets out a burst of healing energy! "KURGESS PROTECT US!" Hits all allies except for Endir

Channel Energy: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Then she leaps out of the little boat and lands on the beach.

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

Lady Naysha giggles some more.

Brine dragons are immune to acid.

"You mock me old man... and for that you shall pay with your life!"

Endir's arrow glances off of the tempest monarch's wing and it glares down at the archer. "But first... this insolent fool who tries to pierce my glorious scales!" It loops in the air and then barrels down directly at him. A water sprite leaps out to bind its fangs, but the strong jaws open wide, snapping the seaweed off. Failed to hit CMD

Bite vs Endir: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28
Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Endir, give me a Will Save

Round 1:
Tempest Monarch (5 ft up)
Ela
Naysha
Savannah (-11)
Fuzzzy (-3)
Endir (-7)

Whatever you do everyone, don't bother with any acid attacks. It is immune to it!

Just after passing on this information the brine dragon bites down on their elf archer, causing her to fumble for her black powder and bullets.

Just as it pulls away from its clamped down bite she's able to lift her pistol and aim for a shot. She gets nervous as she's aware it might now look up at her before she gets the shot off...

Reload pistol, move action
Pistol attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
B/P damage: 1d8 ⇒ 8

Fuzzzy climbs out of the boat and onto the beach. He puts his hands on his hips. He opens his mouth to scold the dragon, but then looks down. He feels something on his hip! "A sword?! Wow! I must be a fierce warrior!" He pulls out his sword holds it high... then throws it at the dragon!

Ranged Attack (and Bobby's guidance): 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 23
Slashing Damage: 1d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 = 9

After it stabs the dragon he holds up a hand and catches it. "FOR I... Oh... Hmmm... I forget."

"Fierce warrior? I forget!"

"Hooooo!"

"Iomedae? Really? What a strange name. Well, I suppose if you say so..." Fuzzzy scratches his beard, then holds his sword high again. "FOR IOMEDAE!!!" He grins, quite proud of himself for... well, he's not quite sure what. He's already forgotten. But he's sure it was lovely.

"FOR IOMEDAE!" the hat agrees.

Lady Naysha calls on her fairy friends again.

This time a really fast fey appears out of nowhere! It tosses a net at the wings of the dragon! Then it lets out a laugh and zips away, moving so fast he's invisible.

Whimsical Prank: Quickling with a net to entangle: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

will: 1d20 + 0 + 0 + 0 + 0 + 0 ⇒ (8) + 0 + 0 + 0 + 0 + 0 = 8

Endir gasps as he is bitten by the dragon.